"The function of the child is to live his own life - not the life that his anxious parents think he should live, not a life according to the purpose of the educator who thinks he knows best." ~ A.S. Neill, founder of Summerhill School.
I was looking at the artwork of the kids in Zhen's kindergarten. It was a picture of an Indian girl preparing the 'kolam'. I noticed that Zhen's work is slightly different from the rest. She coloured the bucket of sand using a few different colours. Whereas the others coloured the bucket of sand in one colour only.
I asked her why did she colour the bucket this way? Any reason that she coloured it using a few different colours? She doesn't know how to explain the reason... and by pointing at her head, she said... "because I used my brain" ;D
While doing her homework, Zhen had all the strokes wrong, in writing her Chinese characters. Hence I corrected her on. She still made the same mistakes after that. Me: Girl, you’ve got the strokes all wrong!
9th October 2009, Friday Evening I went jogging with my elder daughter. Zhen only ran a short distance, she wanted to rest. Again after running for a short distance, she rest again… finally we finished 1 round around the lake. Then I wanted to go for a 2nd round… it has been a long long time since I last exercise and it was a nice feeling “sweating”... ;D LZ: Mummy, don’t jog, let’s walk Me: Ok, u walk, I jog LZ: Afterwards you tired Me: I’m not tired LZ: Afterwards if you are tired, you don’t complain, ok ? ( hmmm.... wonder who’s the mum here? ) After jogging/walking about 1 1/2 round…
Me: Yeah, 2 rounds LZ: Yeah, 1 round… 2 rounds = tired !
30th September 2009, Wednesday Night I went grocery shopping with my 5-year old, Zhen. The cashier charged me RM44 for the duo pack of milk powder... but I remembered that I saw a RM39 sign at the shelf. When I was busy checking it out with the cashier, Zhen just kept bugging me with… what happened mummy..... what’s wrong..... I told her, that the girl charged mummy some extra money… Zhen: How much, mummy? Me: 44 - 39, how much? Zhen: 44… no hands wor… 39 also no hands… how to count??
While driving my elder girl home one evening... Zhen was listening to the song… “If you are happy….” and commented… “Why is it that if they are happy, they want to pull their ears? Pulling the ears is very painful !”
While driving my elder girl home after work, one evening...
Zhen: "Mummy, when I grow up, I want to do Doctor (be a doctor). Then, baby do teacher. You… you grandmother already, no need to do. Mummy, why you do mummy and not doctor?"
25th July 2009, Saturday Bedtime I was reading to Zhen on a book about manners, Excuse Me, and recalled this…
I was driving one day, 2 years back, when Zhen just started nursery. The car in front of me, from the next lane, cut into my lane out of a sudden. When I pressed the horn, Zhen asked me why did I do that?
Me: "That car has no manners, didn't put on the signal before turning"
the little egg
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3rd March 2014.
A friend gave us a very small egg. Just for the fun of it, I placed the
small egg and a normal sized egg standing side by side at one cor...
I started this blog because I would like to jot down stuff my daughters have said or done, so that years down the road, we can read back on them.
I came to know about homeschooling in July 2009 and also got to know a network of homeschooling friends. I am impressed by them and I am attending their workshop & activities as much as I can, to learn more on this topic... homeschooling, unschooling, deschooling.
Let the child leads the learning. The world is their classroom. This blog is also a journal of my girls' learning world.
Writing is the way
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So I figured writing is supposed to be good for me. Especially during my
progressed moon in retrograde at this phase of my life. At least for the
next goo...